And in an actual content update...
So hey guys. Long time no see, sort of. Things have been incredibly crazy for me the last few months, but here I am to tell you about it.
In July, I took a trip to Los Angeles, and I brought a friend of mine, Spencer, from Tucson with me. My car was inoperational, so he volunteered his for the trip. Part of why I was going out was for my friend Eric's birthday party, part of it was to see a girl I know in San Diego named Brianna, most of it was just to see my friends there because I missed them.
Well, the trip out was uneventful.. We got into San Diego, went and saw Brianna, spent the night in San Diego, picked up my other friend Jerome and headed up to LA. Jerome was an unexpected addition; it was WHILE we were in San Diego that Brianna asked me about bringing him up, and I reluctantly agreed. The last time I'd seen him he was pretty much an asshole, but he's mellowed with time so it was a pleasant surprise how much I enjoyed spending time with him. Despite his promise that he wouldn't do anything of the kind, Spencer was hitting on Brianna. I was extremely pissed about this, because I kind of had my eyes on her as well and had made this perfectly clear to him, but there wasn't anything I could do... She didn't seem to be interested in me anyway; she was all excited about the idea of seeing me until I actually got there, at which point she decided it wasn't such a big deal and treated me very coldly. She was pretty much just using me for a ride and I get that now, but at the time I thought she really wanted to see me. Well, after a week in LA, in which Spencer and Brianna pissed me off nearly every moment I was with them and I didn't get to see nearly enough of my friend Spike, we drove Brianna and Jerome back to San Diego. Or we would have, except that in Oceanside, which is most of the way from LA to San Diego, I wound up crashing Spencer's car. :-/ He was pissed, understandably, and we wound up getting the car to limp to a mechanic and then having to wait for many many hours before I was able to figure out how to get us a ride back to LA. Brianna ditched us as soon as she could find a ride and made it very clear that she was completely done with me in the meantime. Spencer was extremely aggressive and for a while I was worried he was going to attack me. Which was just great, because I already felt like shit for it and he was just hammering it into me how much I'd fucked up and how pissed he was and how shitty a deal this was and so on and so forth... I put up with it, and we wound up getting back to LA. We spent a few days there while we tried to figure out how we were going to get the car fixed, and when the mechanic told us it would be $3,000, we had no idea what the fuck to do. None of us had that kind of money, or even short-term access to that kind of money. I was able to get us Greyhound tickets back to Tucson, so Spencer reluctantly decided to sell his car to the mechanic, for the difference between the bluebook price and the cost of service, but all of our stuff was still in the car... So we had to make a trip back down to Oceanside, somehow, to get our shit... Well, thankfully I was able to borrow Pearl's car, so I made sure to call the mechanic and tell him to leave the car unlocked, as we'd be coming by after hours. We got there at about midnight, and the car was locked. There was no way I could afford gas for another trip down and up, so we wound up parking by the Safeway down the street and spending the night... We then went in the morning, got the stuff, drove back to LA, spent the day there and then got a ride to Greyhound that night... We took the bus back, on a trip filled with tension and hostility, in which Spencer made it perfectly clear to me that once we were back to Tucson and no longer in each others' company by necessity, he wanted nothing whatsoever to do with me. Whatever, his prerogative, I guess. Unfortunately, that made it a lot more difficult to hang with the few friends that I HAD in Tucson, since I knew all of them through him...
Then I got back and picked up my car, and found out that my plates had been stolen. >_<
I continued having car trouble and it eventually wound up dying entirely; and me without enough money to fix it. In early August, I got fired from Starbucks. In late August I moved to Phoenix. As it stands right now, my car is in Tucson, I'm in Phoenix, and as soon as my background check clears(or maybe sooner if the guy who interviewed me can persuade the HR department), I'll be starting a job working tech support for $13.25/hr, full time, overtime possibility, benefits, and potential for advancement. I don't know much of anyone here but I'm working on it; I have a little bit of social issues still but I've really been working to overcome them.
Yeah, that's pretty much it; hopefully I'll be able to post more often, with actual things to say... I don't want to be out of touch as badly as I have been, so feel free to badger me about it, or ask me things you wanna know. AIM is ProverbialSidhe; if you want my phone number or address drop me a line here or at afakaz@gmail.com
In July, I took a trip to Los Angeles, and I brought a friend of mine, Spencer, from Tucson with me. My car was inoperational, so he volunteered his for the trip. Part of why I was going out was for my friend Eric's birthday party, part of it was to see a girl I know in San Diego named Brianna, most of it was just to see my friends there because I missed them.
Well, the trip out was uneventful.. We got into San Diego, went and saw Brianna, spent the night in San Diego, picked up my other friend Jerome and headed up to LA. Jerome was an unexpected addition; it was WHILE we were in San Diego that Brianna asked me about bringing him up, and I reluctantly agreed. The last time I'd seen him he was pretty much an asshole, but he's mellowed with time so it was a pleasant surprise how much I enjoyed spending time with him. Despite his promise that he wouldn't do anything of the kind, Spencer was hitting on Brianna. I was extremely pissed about this, because I kind of had my eyes on her as well and had made this perfectly clear to him, but there wasn't anything I could do... She didn't seem to be interested in me anyway; she was all excited about the idea of seeing me until I actually got there, at which point she decided it wasn't such a big deal and treated me very coldly. She was pretty much just using me for a ride and I get that now, but at the time I thought she really wanted to see me. Well, after a week in LA, in which Spencer and Brianna pissed me off nearly every moment I was with them and I didn't get to see nearly enough of my friend Spike, we drove Brianna and Jerome back to San Diego. Or we would have, except that in Oceanside, which is most of the way from LA to San Diego, I wound up crashing Spencer's car. :-/ He was pissed, understandably, and we wound up getting the car to limp to a mechanic and then having to wait for many many hours before I was able to figure out how to get us a ride back to LA. Brianna ditched us as soon as she could find a ride and made it very clear that she was completely done with me in the meantime. Spencer was extremely aggressive and for a while I was worried he was going to attack me. Which was just great, because I already felt like shit for it and he was just hammering it into me how much I'd fucked up and how pissed he was and how shitty a deal this was and so on and so forth... I put up with it, and we wound up getting back to LA. We spent a few days there while we tried to figure out how we were going to get the car fixed, and when the mechanic told us it would be $3,000, we had no idea what the fuck to do. None of us had that kind of money, or even short-term access to that kind of money. I was able to get us Greyhound tickets back to Tucson, so Spencer reluctantly decided to sell his car to the mechanic, for the difference between the bluebook price and the cost of service, but all of our stuff was still in the car... So we had to make a trip back down to Oceanside, somehow, to get our shit... Well, thankfully I was able to borrow Pearl's car, so I made sure to call the mechanic and tell him to leave the car unlocked, as we'd be coming by after hours. We got there at about midnight, and the car was locked. There was no way I could afford gas for another trip down and up, so we wound up parking by the Safeway down the street and spending the night... We then went in the morning, got the stuff, drove back to LA, spent the day there and then got a ride to Greyhound that night... We took the bus back, on a trip filled with tension and hostility, in which Spencer made it perfectly clear to me that once we were back to Tucson and no longer in each others' company by necessity, he wanted nothing whatsoever to do with me. Whatever, his prerogative, I guess. Unfortunately, that made it a lot more difficult to hang with the few friends that I HAD in Tucson, since I knew all of them through him...
Then I got back and picked up my car, and found out that my plates had been stolen. >_<
I continued having car trouble and it eventually wound up dying entirely; and me without enough money to fix it. In early August, I got fired from Starbucks. In late August I moved to Phoenix. As it stands right now, my car is in Tucson, I'm in Phoenix, and as soon as my background check clears(or maybe sooner if the guy who interviewed me can persuade the HR department), I'll be starting a job working tech support for $13.25/hr, full time, overtime possibility, benefits, and potential for advancement. I don't know much of anyone here but I'm working on it; I have a little bit of social issues still but I've really been working to overcome them.
Yeah, that's pretty much it; hopefully I'll be able to post more often, with actual things to say... I don't want to be out of touch as badly as I have been, so feel free to badger me about it, or ask me things you wanna know. AIM is ProverbialSidhe; if you want my phone number or address drop me a line here or at afakaz@gmail.com